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CHRISTMAS STOCKING SERIE^S 


CON 

THE WIZARD 

by 

John Howard Jewett 

Author of The Bunujf Stories’’ 

IVith eight illustrations in color 

BY EDWARD R. LITTLE 

And numerous illustrations in black and white by 

OLIVER HERFORD 




NEW YORK 

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Copyright, 1890, 

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Copyright, 1905, 

By Frederick A. Stokes Company 
Published in September, 190^ 


Mistress May And 
Her Pets 


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Con, the Wizard 


MISTRESS MAY AND HER PETS 



ANY years ago, 
in a far-off 
country, very 
strange things happened. 

The name of this far-off 
country was Fableland,and 
the children there learned 
many useful lessons by 
listening to a merry little 


CON, THE WIZARD 


Wizard-bird whose first 
name was “ Con.” 

One bright summer 
morning in Fableland, Con 
the Wizard-bird was 
singing among the snowy 
blossoms of a white haw- 
thorn-tree near the porch 
of a quaint old castle. 

The bird seemed to be 
waiting for some one, for 
he sang the same song over 
and over again, and this 
was the song he sang : 

“ I know a maid with a sunny face. 
And sunlit golden hair ; 

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MISTRESS MAY AND HER PETS 


Whose sunny thoughts have lent 
their grace 

To make her life as fair. 

Whose golden deeds spring up like 
flowers 

And weave for her a crown. 

May love’s glad sunshine gild her 
hours 

Until life’s sun goes down.” 


Presently, while the bird 


was . still singing, a 



little maiden came out of 
the castle and ran eagerly 
down the broad path which 
led to the tree. 

The maiden seemed to 
understand every word of 
the song, for when the bird 


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CON. THE WIZARD 


saw her and ceased singing, 
she blushingly answered : 
“Thank you, dear Con, 
for your kind thoughts. I 
am glad you have come 
this morning, for I am 
going away, and wish to 
ask a favour of you.” 

The bird flew down and 
perched upon her out- 
stretched hand, and said : 
“ I heard your wish, al- 
though you only whispered 
it to yourself this morning; 
and I came at once to 

answer it, for Con the 

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MISTRESS MAY AND HER PETS 


Wizard is always glad to 
serve his good friend Mis- 
tress May.” 

“ Thank you again, dear 
Con,” said Mistress May. 
“ You are such a comfort 
to me, and I need you 
more than ever,just now.” 

“What is troubling you 
this lovely morning?” 
asked Con. “Are the pets 
behaving badly because you 
are going to the fair in the 
village to-day? ” 

“You have guessed 

rightly, as you always 
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CON, THE WIZARD 


do,” replied Mistress May. 

They behaved shamefully 
when I went to bid them 
good-bye this morning.” 

“They all wished to go, 
too, I suppose,” said Con. 

“Yes,” answered the 
maiden, “and they were 
very rude when I told 
them they could not go 
with me, beeause I must 
remain over night with my 
friends in the village.” 

“You wish me to sing 
to these ungrateful pets, 
and try to put them in 


MISTRESS MAY AND HER PETS 


good humour while you 
are away, do you not?” 
said Con. 



“Indeed I do, if you 
will be so kind,” replied 
Mistress May; “for they 


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CON. THE WIZARD 


grow more and more self- 
ish and discontented every 
day, though I try to do 
all I can to make them 
happy.” 

“Will you leave Teddy 
Mann at home to take 
care of the pets, as usual?” 
asked Con. 

“ Certainly I will, for no 
one understands them so 
well as he does. But why 
do you ask ? ” said Mistress 
May. 

“ Because I fear his ex- 
ample is not good for the 

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MISTRESS MAY AND HER PETS 


pets,” replied Con. “He 
finds too much fault, him- 
self, and seems to forget 
all you have done for him 
and his family.” 

“ Poor Teddy has a hard 
time, I fear,” said Mistress 
May. “Just now I saw 
him hurrying across the 
fields trying to catch that 
runaway donkey ‘ San- 
cho.’ ” 

“ Leave the pets and 
T eddy to me until to-mor- 
row, and I will see what 
I can do to make them 


CON. THE WIZARD 


more cheerful and reason- 
able,” said Con. 

“ Thank you for all your 
kindness, dear Con ” ans- 
wered Mistress May; “and 
now I must say good-bye 
until we meet again when 
I return from the fair.” 

“ Good-bye, fair Mistress May. 

Kind Fortune spare you sorrow. 
Speed well, — a merry day. 

And safe return to-morrow,*’ 

sang the bird as he spread his 

wings and flew away over 

the fields; while the maiden 

returned to the castle to 

prepare for her journey. 


Arco, 

The Shepherd-Boy 


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ARCO, THE SHEPHERD-BOY 

WAY over the 
fields flew the 
little bird to a 
neighbouring 
hillside, where 
Arco, a shepherd-boy, was 
lying under the wide- 
spreading branches of an 
old oak-tree, playing on a 
sweet-toned pipe made of 
a hollow reed. 

The shepherd-boy’s task 


CON. THE WIZARD 


was to watch a flock of 
sheep and lambs while they 
were grazing on the open 
pasture-lands during the 
daytime, and to sleep near 
their fold at night, in a 
snug, heather-thatched hut 
built against an overhang- 
ing rock. 

Every morning, one of 
the men from his master’s 
farm in the village came on 
horseback to bring him a 
basket of food and a jug 
of milk for the day ; and 
a spring of sparkling water 

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ARCO, THE SHEPHERD-BOY 


bubbled out from under 
the rocks near his hut. 

For company he had his 
gentle flock, a fine shep- 
herd-dog, and his musical 
pipe, and almost every day 
he met and had a friendly 
chat with Joan, a rosy- 
cheeked lassie, as she drove 
her flock of snow-white 
geese to their feeding- 
grounds in the meadow 
beyond the grazing- 
fields. 

On this bright summer 

morning all the landscape 
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CON. THE WIZARD 


before him was smiling in 
the sunlight; the air was 
full of sweet, glad sounds 
of busy insects, a gentle 
breeze was whispering in 
the tree-tops, and the wav- 
ing branches were playing 
with their shadows on the 
grass. 

The tones of the shep- 
herd’s pipe were soft and 
musical, but the tune was 
a sad one, and the boy’s 
face became sober and 
wistful as he laid aside his 
pipe and gazed far across 

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ARCO, THE SHEPHERD-BOY 


the valley where the roofs 
and steeples of many build- 
ings were glistening in the 
distance. 

Presently, as if thinking 
aloud, he said: “Oh, how 
I wish I were anything 
but a shepherd! For then 
I would have a holiday 
and go to the fair over 
yonder, where all the lads 
and lassies of the village 
will have a merry time to- 
day! ” 

Before he had finished 

speaking the bird flew 
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CON, THE WIZARD 


down 

from the 

branches 

of the 

oak, and, 

perching 

upon 

a rock 

near by. 

began 

to sing 

this little 

song : 




“ Why are you sad 
When all is glad, 

My gentle shepherd-boy ? 
The birds and bees, 

The flowers and trees 
Are all alive with joy. 

“ Your heart attune 
To cheery June, 

And pipe a merry lay. 

The fields are fair. 

Their gladness share — 
Come, pipe your gloom away.*’ 

The music of the song 
was so full of gladness that 


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ARCO, THE SHEPHERD-BOY 


Arco turned a scowling 
face toward the singer, and 
grumblingly said: “Oh, 
you* can sing and make 
believe you are happy, for 
you are only a bird, and 
know no better. If you 
were in my place you 
would feel like singing a 
very different strain ! ” 

The song ceased, and a 
voice that came from the 
bird replied, “ Only a bird, 
did you say ? Presto! 
Change!” and in a twink- 
ling the bird was gone, 

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CON. THE WIZARD 


and in its place Arco be- 
held another boy, the very 
image of himself, leaning 
against the oak and smil- 
ing at him. 



“ Who are you ? ” cried 
the startled shepherd. 

“I am Con the Wiz- 
ard,” replied the voice. 


ARCO, THE SHEPHERD-BOY 


“ and I will take your 
place to-day and watch 
the flock, while you have 
your wish and go to the 
fair in the village.” 

“ What will the master 
say if I do not perform 
my task ? ” asked Arco. 

“ Leave your task to 
me,” replied Con. “ Go, 
follow your wish, where 
your thoughts have already 
been straying, to the fair ; 
and when you have found 
the happiness you seek, 
come back at this hour 


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CON, THE WIZARD 


to-morrow and tell me 
about it.” 

Taking the shepherd’s 
staff and pipe from Arco 
and giving him a silver 
flute instead, Con seated 
himself under the tree and 
began to play a lively 
quickstep, while Arco ran 
eagerly down the hillside, 
and was soon out of sight 
on his way to the fair. 


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Teddy Mann’s 
Wish 



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TEDDY MANN’S WISH 

FEW minutes la- 
ter a fussy little 
man, dressed in 
*?=^a footman’s 
livery, came panting along 
the hillside, beating and 
scolding a half-grown don- 
key. 

When the fussy little 
man saw Con sitting un- 
der the tree disguised as a 
shepherd-boy, he said 
petulantly : 


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CON. THE WIZARD 


“It is an easy time you 
are having, lying there in 
idleness. I wish I were 
in your place, young lazy- 
bones ! ” 

“ What is the matter 
with you and your long- 
eared companion, and why 
are you so fretful and sul- 
len this lovely morning?” 
asked Con, with a merry 
twinkle in his eyes. 

“ Companion to a don- 
key, am I ? ” said the fussy 
little man. “ I would 

have you to know, young 
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TEDDY MANN’S WISH 


lazy-bones, that I am as 

fine a man as yourself, any 

day in the week, barring 

my bad luck, for, 

“ I am Teddy Mann of the Castle, 
And I was a poet born ; 

Bad luck has brought my gifts to 
naught, 


I’m slaving from night till morn. 



Goes off with her prancing span, 
And leaves behind, her pets to 


mind. 

Poor Teddy, her serving-man. 
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CON, THE WIZARD 


There are : ‘ Sancho/ this rascal 

donkey, 

A poodle called ‘ Prince,* from 
France, 

‘Tam O’Shanter,’ the cat, out late 
like a bat. 

And a huge St. Bernard named 
‘ Lance.’ 

“ All four of these troublesome 
creatures 

Are grumbling or glum to-day. 
They bray and growl, they scream 
and howl 

Whenever she goes away. 

“ Our Mistress goes to the fairing. 

With never a thought nor care 
For Teddy Mann ; — ’t is a sorry 

plan. 

Pm abused, I do declare ! ” 


when Teddy had fin- 

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TEDDY MANN'S WISH 


ished his rhyme, Con smil- 
ingly said: “Poor fellow, 
you think you have out- 
grown your station in life 
and would like to be an 
idler in the world. I fear, 
however, you would be 
just as discontented if you 
changed your task for 
mine.” 

“Your task?” scornfully 
repeated Teddy. “ What 
have you to do but to 
lounge about and pipe the 
day away? Listen to me, 
lazy-bones: 

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CON. THE WIZARD 


‘‘ If I were a shepherd like you, 

I’d be happy the whole day long ; 

With no drudging nor trudging to 
do 

I would laugh at the toiling 
throng. 

‘‘ For while they were coming and 
going, 

And trudging with plowing and 
sowing. 

Or drudging with reaping and 
mowing. 

I’d be dreaming or making a 
song.” 

while Teddy was recit- 
ing his lines the shepherd- 
boy suddenly vanished 
from sight, and a little 

bird flew up in the tree, 

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TEDDY MANN’S WISH 


and a strange voice ex- 
claimed: “A shepherd 

you shall be. Presto! 
Change!” and before 
Teddy could wink he 
found himself changed into 
a shepherd, lying under 
the tree, pipe in hand, 
while the donkey scamp- 
ered off alone toward the 
castle. 

« What does this mean? ” 
cried Teddy, the Shepherd, 
as he looked wonderingly 
about him and saw only 

the bird watching him 
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TEDDY MANN’S WISH 


from the branches over- 
head. 

“It means,” replied the 
bird, “that I am Con the 
Wizard, and your wish is 
granted. ” And then he 
added, sternly, “ See to it 
that you remain here and 
do a shepherd’s duty until 
I return in the morning.” 

“All right,” said Teddy, 
“ but who will mind the 
pets at the castle ? ” 

“ Leave the pets to me, 
and do your duty here,” 

answered Con, and away he 
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CON. THE WIZARD 


flew toward the castle,, 
leaving Teddy Mann alone 
with the flock, and the 
faithful dog that was watch- 
ing at the foot of the hill 
to keep the lambs from 
straying. 


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The Envious Pets 
Change Places 


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IV 


THE ENVIOUS PETS CHANGE 
PLACES 



HEN Con reached 
the castle he 
found the four 
pets, Sancho the 


donkey, Lance the St. Ber- 
nard, Prince the poodle, 
and Tam O’Shan ter the 
cat, all gathered in a group 
in the courtyard, complain- 
ing to each other and look- 
ing very unhappy. 


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CON, THE WIZARD 


Perching upon a dove-cote 
near the group, Con lis- 
tened for a moment, and 
then, to attract their atten- 
tion, he began a sweet, low 
song: 

‘‘Why will you miss all gladness, 
And fill your lives with sadness, 
By dwelling on your troubles and 
your ills ? 

You never hear the flowers 
Complaining of the showers. 

Or hear the valleys envying the hills. 

“ Come, be jolly, jolly, jolly, 

’Tis folly, folly, folly. 

And only makes life harder, to 
complain ; 

The world is full of beauty 
And smiling lightens duty. 

Like sunshine weaving rainbows in 
the rain.*’ 

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The pets stopped their 
wrangling to listen to the 
bird, but when Con had 
finished his song Sancho 
gruffly said: “It is all very 
well for you to sing and 
tell others to be happy, 
for you have nothing else 
to do. What do you know 
about our trials and trou- 
bles, you idle, good-for- 
nothing bunch of feathers?” 

“ Calling me names does 
not mend your fortunes,” 
replied the bird. “I am Con 
the Wizard, and have come 


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to find out why there is so 
much grumbling and fault- 
finding among Mistress 
May’s pets.” 

“I beg your pardon, 
good Mr. Wizard,” hastily 
exclaimed Sancho, bowing 
very humbly; “I hope you 
will excuse my manners, 
for I have had many things 
to try my temper this 
morning.” 

“All the more need, 
then, of controlling your 
temper and keeping a civil 

tongue,” replied Con. “ I 

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THE ENVIOUS PETS 


do not mind your rude- 
ness to me, but it is a good 
rule to be civil to strangers, 
and good manners are never 
out of place even among 
your most intimate friends. 

“As you are the eldest,” 
continued Con, “I will 
hear your story first. Of 
what were you complain- 
ing before I came ? ” 

“ I was only telling this 
vagabond of a dog, Lance, 
what an easy time he had,” 
said Sancho. 

“ I wish,” continued the 


CON. THE WIZARD 


donkey, “ that I had his 
liberty to go roaming about 
the fields and have a little 
fun by myself, without hav- 
ing Teddy Mann always 
chasing at my heels, to 
beat and drive me back to 
the stable, and to harness 
or saddle me by day, and 
shut me up in a box-stall 
at night.” 

“ Poor Sancho,” said 
Con; “I can guess what 
troubles you. You are 
sorry you were not born a 
dog.” 


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THE ENVIOUS PETS 


“ It is the dog’s liberty I 
ask, good Mr. Wizard,” re- 
plied the donkey, “for I am 
as well born as Lance, and 
my full name is Sancho 
Panza, after a great traveler 
in Spain, and yet I am 
kept trotting between the 
castle and the village, day 
in and day out, with never 
a glimpse of the world be- 
yond, while the dog Lance 
goes roving at will, when 
he is not too lazy to leave 
the kennel.” 

“You are in a sad state 


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CON. THE WIZARD 


of mind,” said Con, “ and, 
like many another donkey 
in the world, you do not 
seem to know when you 
are well off.” 

Turning to the St. Ber- 
nard, Con said: “Now, 
Lance, tell me your griev- 
ance, and be as brief as 
possible, for we are wasting 
precious time.” 

The dog glanced haugh- 
tily at the donkey as he 
said : “ My mistress calls 

me ‘ Lance,’ but my name 

is Sir Launcelot, after a 

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THE ENVIOUS PETS 


famous Knight of King 
Arthur’s Round Table, who 
wore gray armour and had 
a groom to keep it bright 
and to wait upon him. 
Even so has this donkey 
Sancho ; while I must fol- 
low his village-cart like a 
lackey when I go out with 
my mistress, and at night 
I must watch the castle 
grounds. 

“ Why should I not be 
given gay trappings and a 
groom, like Sancho, and 
have his privilege of being 

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CON. THE WIZARD 


admired in the village and 
snugly housed at home ? ” 
growled Lance. 

«You must, indeed, be 
very miserable in your mind 
to envy a poor donkey his 
gaudy trapping and the 
tasks that go with them,” 
said Con ; and with a smile 
he turned to the poodle, 
and asked : “ What is trou- 
bling the Mistress May’s 
little pet. Prince, to-day?” 

The poodle looked up 
at Con and peevishly re- 
plied : “ My life is full of 


THE ENVIOUS PETS 


troubles; not because I de- 
serve them, but because 
I am a poodle. 

“ I am not only Prince 
by name, but a prince by 
birth, for my father was a 
French King Charles, 
and yet I have fewer priv- 
ileges and more hardship 
than this plebeian cat. 

“Tam O’Shanter,” con- 
tinued Prince, “has the 
freedom of the castle and 
grounds at all hours of the 
day' and night, and is 
allowed to make his own 


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CON. THE WIZARD 


toilet or to neglect it as he 
may choose, while I must be 
washed and scrubbed and 
combed and tied up with 
ribbons every day of my life. 

“And besides these indig- 
nities,” whined the poodle, 
“ I am put on exhibition 
and made to do stupid tricks 
every time my mistress has 
company, and at night I am 
locked in like a prisoner, 
because she fears I may be 
stolen or lost. I am tired 
of being bathed and combed 

and dried, and dandled by 
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THE ENVIOUS PETS 


day, and kept in at night, 
while Tam O’Shanter has 
such a free and easy time. 
Do you wonder that I am 
not happy, Mr. Wizard- 
bird ? ” 

Con’s eyes sparkled as 
he answered: “You may 
be a prince by name and 
station, but you seem to 
have very common tastes 
and a tramp-like prejudice 
against habits of neatness 
and good-breeding. I fear 
you would fare poorly if 
left to care for yourself.” 


CON, THE WIZARD 


Con turned from the 
poodle to the cat and said : 
“It is now your turn, Tam 
O’Shanter. You look very 
comfortable and ought to 
be happy. What fault 
have you to find with 
your lot?” 

“ If you please, Mr. Wiz- 
ard,” said Tam, “I have 
not been complaining of 
myself, but it pains me to 
see these other creatures 
behave so ungratefully, es- 
pecially Prince. If there 
was given to me half the 


THE ENVIOUS PETS 


care and attention that is 
wasted on this thankless 
poodle, I should be the 
happiest cat alive. 

“No one waits upon me 
or seems to care how I look, 
no matter how much pains 
I take with my toilet ; and 
at meal-times Prince gets 
all the tidbits from the 
table, while I am put off 
with a dish of milk, or 
must get my own, as best 
I can, if I wish for a dainty 
bit of mouse or any deli- 
cacy of that kind. 


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CON, THE WIZARD 


« Prince talks about my 
privileges,” continued Tam, 
“ but I should like to be 
coddled and waited on as he 
is; and let him try staying 
out-of-doors in all kinds of 
weather, and see how he 
would enjoy having empty 
bottles and other things 
thrown at him every time 
he attended a moonlight 
concert with his friends in 
the garden.” 

“ You have stated your 
case very well for a cat,” 
said Con. “ Your trouble 
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THE ENVIOUS PETS 


seems to be not so much 
what you do not have, or 
cannot get for yourself, 
as that others have more 
and are not sufficiently 
thankful for their blessings. 

“Perhaps,” continued 
Con, “ it would be a wiser 
plan for you to think less 
about the faults of others, 
and set a good example of 
cheerfulness and patience 
by being thankful for the 
privileges you enjoy. 

« And now,” continued 
Con, “ having listened to 
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CON, THE WIZARD 


your complaints, I will say 
that the situation is very 
serious, and needs to be 
promptly remedied. 

“You are all more or 
less envious of each other, 
and I know of but oneway 
to treat such cases, and 
that is to grant your 
wishes. 

“ I have seen many such 
instances among human 
beings, and have this morn- 
ing tried the experiment 
on two persons in this 

neighborhood. 

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THE ENVIOUS PETS 


“If you wish, I will 
permit you to exchange 
places with each other, 
and see how you like the 
change. Do you all agree 
to this ? ” asked Con. 

“Yes!” shouted the 
pets in chorus. 

“Then it shall be done,” 
said Con; “but, as you are 
animals, not human beings, 
it will be necessary only to 
change your heads. 

“ Presto! Change!” ex- 
claimed Con, and instantly 
the four heads were changed 
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CON. THE WIZARD 


to the four bodies accord- 
ing to their wishes. 

So Sancho had exchanged 
heads with Lance, and 
Prince with Tam O’Shan- 
ter, and there they stood: 
the donkey-dog and the 
dog-donkey, the poodle- 
cat and the cat-poodle, all 
gazing at each other in 
wonder and astonishment. 

Before they had re- 
covered from their surprise 
Con spoke again and said: 
“ Let each do the duties 

belonging to the lot he has 

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THE ENVIOUS PETS 


chosen, and wait until I 
come again. Presto! 
Change !” and when they 
looked again the bird was 



gone, and Teddy Mann, or 
some one who looked like 
him, stood among them as 
if nothing had happened. 

It was not Teddy, how- 
ever, but Con himself dis- 
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CON. THE WIZARD 


guised as a footman, and 
he began at once to attend 
to his morning duties. 

What happened during 
the next twenty-four hours 
can never be fully told, but 
we know that after the 
change as before, the sun 
shone, the birds sang, the 
flowers bloomed, and all 
nature told the same help- 
ful story, to those who 
loved peace and shunned 
strife. 


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What Happened to 
The Pets 


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WHAT HAPPENED TO THE PETS 



,ARLY the next 
morning the 
pets heard the 
bird singing again, and 
when they saw Con perched 
in the same place where 
they had last seen him, with 
one accord they begged 
him to listen to their com- 
plaints once more. 

“What is the matter 

now?” asked Con. “Have 
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CON, THE WIZARD 


you not all had your wishes 
granted? Are you not 
happy?” 

“We are more wretched 
than ever,” replied Sancho, 
“and we beg of you, good 
Mr. Wizard-bird, to change 
us back as we were when 
you came here yesterday 
morning.” 

Con looked at their 
woe-begone faces, and an- 
swered : “You are a fickle- 
minded lot of creatures, 
and very hard to please ; 

however I will listen to 
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WHAT HAPPENED 


your present troubles and 
then decide whether to 
leave you as you are, or to 
grant your requests.” 

“Please, Mr. Wizard, 
may I speak first?” asked 
Tam O’Shanter, the cat- 
poodle, in a plaintive voice. 

“Yes,” answered Con. 
“ But why are you in such 
haste to find fault with 
the lot which yester- 
day you said would make 
you the happiest cat 
alive? ” 

“ I was sadly mistaken,” 

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CON. THE WIZARD 


whimpered Tam, “ and I 
am in a hurry to be changed 
to my old self, before 
Teddy Mann comes to put 
me in that horrible bath- 
tub again, where he nearly 
drowned me yesterday. 
Ugh ! how I dread that 
water and the scrubbing 
and combing! I wonder 
now how poor Prince has 
lived through such trials so 
many years. I am willing 
to make my own toilet, 
and will never wish to play 
poodle again so long as I 


WHAT HAPPENED 


live, if you will let me be 
the same comfortable cat 
I was before we changed 
places.” 

“It takes two, and some- 
times more, to make a 
bargain, and perhaps Prince 
will not consent,” replied 
Con. 

“Oh, yes ! I will consent 
to anything, if you will 
kindly let us be ourselves 
again,” eagerly cried Prince 
the poodle-cat, “ for I need 
my snug basket to rest in 

and something fit to eat; 

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CON, THE WIZARD 


I am worn out with the 
terrors of the night, and 
am half-starved besides.” 

“What has happened to 
change your mind?” asked 
Con. 

“ Nearly everything un- 
pleasant that could happen 
in one long night,” re- 
sponded Prince, dolefully. 

■ “ I had a comfortable 
time during the day,” he 
continued, “ but such a 
night I never passed be- 
fore ! I hunted in the dark 

for something to eat, until 

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WHAT HAPPENED 


even a mouse would have 
been a luxury; but not a 
mouse could I catch, for 



when the mice saw me 
coming they ran away and 
hid in their holes. Then 
I tried to make friends 
with a pair of strange cats 

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CON. THE WIZARD 


who were calling for Tam 
in the garden, but the sav- 
age brutes scratched and 
tore me, and they shrieked 
so loud that the maids 
threw all manner of things 
at me from the window, 
until I was glad to escape 
with my life. Oh, it was 
a terribly long night, and 
I thought the morning 
would never come ! Please 
let me be a poodle, as I 
was before, and I will 
promise never to be envi- 
ous of the cat again.” 

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“Be patient awhile,” 
said Con, when Prinee had 
finished speaking, “and let 
us hear what Lance has to 
say. He seems to be very 
impatient in his stall. 
What is the matter with 
you, Lance ? ” 

“I wish you would 
send at once for Teddy 
Mann to let me out of this 
box-stall,” said Lance, the 
dog-donkey, “for I am dis- 
gusted with the whole plan 
of a donkey’s life. 

“It was bad enough,” 

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CON. THE WIZARD 


growled Lance, “ to have 

Sancho’s bridle put on my 

head, with his ugly bits in 

my mouth, and to be 

strapped to a cart to drag 

it back and forth on all 

manner of errands in the 

sun and dust yesterday, 

but this is more than I can 

bear. Here I have been 

shut up all night with 

only a bundle of coarse 

hay and a handful of oats 

for my dinner and supper, 

until I feel like a thief in 

jail and am famishing for 
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WHAT HAPPENED 


a bone to gnaw. This 
kind of life may be all well 
enough for a plebeian don- 
key, but I have seen better 
days, — and nights, too, for 
that matter, — and the 
sooner we exchange heads 
and places again, the bet- 
ter I shall be pleased. ‘I’d 
rather be a dog and bay 
the moon than such a’ — 
donkey. Please make 
haste, Mr. Wizard, and get 
Sancho to consent to the 
change.” 

“ It is now your turn. 

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CON, THE WIZARD 


Let us hear from you, 
Sancho,” said Con. 

“I need no urging,” re- 
plied Sancho, the donkey- 
dog, “ for I was a senseless 
fellow to change with 
Lance in the first place, 
and have had quite enough 
of roving by day and 
watching by night.” 

“Tell us about it,” said 
Con. 

“ I have been tenderly 
reared,” continued Sancho, 
“and another night of ex- 
posure and abuse would 
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WHAT HAPPENED 


ruin my amiable disposi- 
tion, and my health, too, 
I fear. Somehow, I lost 
my relish for thistles when 
I strolled about the fields 
for my lunch in the day- 
time, and such a night as I 
had, I hope never to go 
through again. 

“ Being tired of roaming, 
when evening came I tried 
to take a nap in Lance’s 
cramped kennel; but I 
found no comfort there 
and was glad to take a turn 
about the castle grounds. 

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CON. THE WIZARD 


“Then I tried a quiet 
place under a tree by the 
roadside, but I had no 
sooner fallen asleep than I 
was rudely awakened by a 
strolling tramp, who beat 
me and set his vagabond of 
a dog upon me, and 
laughed to see him chase 
me over the fields. 

“I am not naturally a 
coward, I trust, but every 
ugly cur in the neighbor- 
hood seemed to owe me a 
grudge and joined the 

tramp’s dog in making me 
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WHAT HAPPENED 


miserable. Not a wink of 
sleep, nor a peaceful mo- 
ment have I had all night 
long. This kind of ex- 
citement may do for 
Lance, but it is a dog’s 
life to me. 

“ What say you, good 
Mr. Wizard, restore us to 
ourselves, and let me do a 
donkey’s duty again in the 
world. Liberty is sweet, 
but it has its dangers. I 
prefer safety and peace of 
mind. Let me be a donkey 

to the end of my days.” 

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CON, THE WIZARD 


“You seem to have been 
almost as unfortunate a s 
the great traveler a f t e r 
whom you were named,” 
remarked Con, with a 
chuckle ; and turning to 
the group, he said : “ This 
is just the result I expected 
when you asked to change 
places with each other yes- 
terday. You have begun 
your education in the dear 
school of experience, be- 
cause you would not learn 
in any other, just as the 

old maxim says; and per- 
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WHAT HAPPENED 


haps one lesson will be 
enough.” 

“It will!” shouted the 
pets in chorus, and they 
begged Con to forgive 
their grumbling and to 
grant their requests. 

“ If you are all agreed, it 
shall be done,” said Con. 
“ Are you ready? ” 

“Yes — and thank you a 
thousand times ! ” shouted 
the pets again. 

“Presto! Change!” 
exclaimed Con, and in- 
stantly, their heads came 
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CON. THE WIZARD 


oiF and then on again in 
their proper places, and the 
four pets were themselves 
once more. 

When each had finished 
shaking himself, and look- 
ing himself over to see if 
he were all there, they be- 
gan to ask why Teddy 
Mann had not come to 
give them their breakfast, 
and how it happened that 
he had not seemed to 
notice any change in the 
pets while they were wear- 
ing each other’s heads. 

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WHAT HAPPENED 


“ I will explain that 
part,” said Con. “ I took 
his place for the time, 
while Teddy was having 
his wish and trying to be 
happy as a shepherd over 
yonder on the hillside. I 
will send him to you pres- 
ently. Good - bye, until I 
come again ! 


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r [EN Con reached 
the hillside the 
sun was just 
peeping over the 
hilltops and chasing the 
shadows from the valley, 
where the dewdrops were 
sparkling a welcorrie to the 
sunlight and getting ready 
to say good-bye to their 
dainty couches among the 
grass and flowers. 

Teddy Mann, the shep- 
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CON. THE WIZARD 


herd, had just released the 
flock from the fold, and 
the gentle ewes were stray- 
ing along the beaten paths, 
nibbling here and there, or 
watching the frisky lambs as 
they capered about among 
the rocks and heather, hav- 
ing plenty of fun, but mak- 
ing their anxious mothers 
uneasy, jtist as other happy 
little lambs sometimes do 
without meaning any harm. 

All the scene was fresh 
and balmy, yet Teddy 

Mann seemed blind to the 

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TEDDY MANN’S NEW TRIALS 


beauty and fragrance of the 
morning, and to be wrapped 
in his own gloomy thoughts, 
as he came slowly from the 
hut toward the old oak-tree 
muttering bitterly to him- 
self. 

Con was sitting upon the 
edge of the great rock in 
front of the tree; and, as 
Teddy came near. Con 
heard him repeating to him- 
self these doleful rhymes: 

“ Why did you leave your serving, 
Teddy Mann ? 

Good luck you’re not deserving, 
Teddy Mann ! 

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CON. THE WIZARD 


You thought you were a poet, 
That a shepherd’s life would show 
it, 

And all the world would know it, 
Teddy Mann, Teddy Mann ! 

“ An idle shepherd turning, 

Teddy Mann, 

Your cares and comforts spurning, 
Teddy Mann, 

Have turned your life to grieving: 
Your own plain duty leaving. 
Yourself you were deceiving, 

Teddy Mann, Teddy Mann ! ” 



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TEDDY MANN’S NEW TRIALS 

what I heard you singing 
the kind of a song a happy 
shepherd sings ? ” 

The startled Teddy 
looked sharply around, and 
when he saw the bird sit- 
ting on the rock he 
dropped upon his knees 
and cried out : 

“ Oh, good Mr. Wiz- 
ard-bird, please take me 
out of this before I am 
gone daft entirely ! ” 

“You must not kneel to 
me ! ” said Con, sternly. 
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pering, and face your 
troubles like a man.” And 
then he added: “Tell me 
why you now complain 
and wish to leave this de- 
lightful place, where only 
yesterday morning you said 
you would be happy the 
whole day long.” 

“I beg your pardon, Mr. 
Wizard,” replied Teddy. 
“ I know my own mind 
better now, and I have 
changed my tune entirely. 
Listen to me: 


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TEDDY MANN S NEW TRIALS 


‘‘ Through all the day from friends 
away 

No comfort could I take; 

Half crazed with fright, the long, 
long night 

The owls kept me awake. 

‘‘ I miss my home where children 
come 

To greet me at the door. 

My humble task is all I ask. 

For Teddy’s dream is o’er. 

“One day and night have set me 
right 

And cured my foolish plan ; 

I know my place, and pray for 
grace 

To be a serving-man.” 

“Are you sure you wish 
to go back to your old life 
and its tasks?” asked Con. 


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CON, THE WIZARD 


“Indeed I am, for my 
heart is pining for the 
sound of the children’s 
voices at home, and for a 
glimpse of my kind Mistress 
May and the dear pets,” 
replied Teddy, brushing 
away a tear. 

“If I grant your wish 
this time, will you try to 
set a good example to 
‘ those troublesome crea- 
tures’ as you called the 
dear pets yesterday ? ” asked 
Con. 

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will,” answered Teddy; 
“ and, furthermore, I will 
make none but cheerful 
rhymes in future, if you 
will let me be my old self 
again.” 

“ Then I think you may 
be trusted, and you shall 
have your wish,” said Con. 
“Presto! Change!” and, 
instead of the doleful shep- 
herd, there stood Teddy 
Mann, dressed in his foot- 
man’s livery once more, 
with a happy smile on his 
face as he said to the bird: 


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CON, THE WIZARD 


My hearty thanks, good Mr. Con, 
To the castle I’ll away ; 

No happier man the sun shines on 
Than Teddy Mann this day. 

While I’ve a home, and friends to 
share. 

Of tasks I’ll ne’er complain. 

And when my lot seems hard to bear. 
I’ll sing my merriest strain. 

‘‘ And should the sky grow dark and 
drear. 

I’ll bravely do my part 
To keep the clouds from coming near 
The sunshine in my heart.” 

“ Bravo, Teddy! cried” 
Con; “you have struck 
the right key at last, and 
the more of that kind of 
music you make in your 


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TEDDY MANN’S NEW TRIALS 


life, the happier you will 
be. Go back to the Castle 
and be kind to the pets, 
andremember Con’s advice, 
that 

“ The best kind of luck, 

For all kinds of weather. 

Is plenty of pluck 

And cheerful endeavor/’ 


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was hastening 
to the Castle, 
Con hid himself behind 
the rock and watched Arco 
as he came slowly and sadly 
towards his old resting- 
place by the oak. Con 
could see that the shep- 
herd-boy was far from 
happy, for the glad smile 

of boyish eagerness and 
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CON. THE WIZARD 


hope, which beamed in 
his face when he gaily 
set out for the fair on the 
previous morning, was 
gone. Arco sighed wea- 
rily as he threw himself 
upon the grassy mound 
under the tree. 

Presently Arco raised his 
head; and, looking across 
the fields where he could 
see the peaceful flock 
grazing in the sunshine, or 
nestling in the shade, he 
said, sadly: 

“Oh, why did I ever 


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leave this quiet place to 
be jostled and tormented 
by that noisy throng of 
strangers at the fair? I 
wonder where that wizard 
shepherd, who took my 
place, has gone, and whether 
he will give me back my 
reed pipe and staff, and 
let me be a happy shep- 
herd boy again ? ” 

Con peered from behind 
the rock while Arco was 
speaking, and seeing the 
troubled and anxious face 
of the boy, he flew at once 


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to the tree, and said, kindly: 
“Welcome home, Arco! 
How fared you in the vil- 
lage yesterday?” 

Raising his eyes to the 
branches overhead, where 
Con was seated, and seeing 
only the bird, Arco asked 
in a trembling voice: “Are 
you the same little Wizard- 
bird who was here yester- 
day morning?” 

“The very same Con 
the Wizard, at your service, 
now as then,” replied Con. 

“Where is my double. 


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ARCO’S RETURN 


the other shepherd I left 
in my place?” asked Arco. 

“ Gone to his own tasks, 
a wiser and a happier man, 
I hope,” replied Con. 
“Teddy Mann, of the Cas- 
tle, took your place soon 
after you left, and was glad 
enough to leave it when I 
came to see him a few 
moments ago.” 

“ Then, may I have my 
place back again ? ” asked 
Arco, eagerly. 

“ Perhaps you may ; 

but first tell me why you 
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CON, THE WIZARD 


are in such a humor, and 
what you have done with 
the silver flute ? ” said Con. 

“ I have lost the silver 
flute, and have been very 
unhappy,” replied Arco ; 
“and if you will please be 
patient with me, I will tell 
you all about the miserable 
time I have had, and how 
wretched and ashamed my 
foolish wish has made me.” 

“ I am always patient,” 
replied Con, “for my mis- 
sion in the world is to trv 

to teach everybody to be 
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ARCO S RETURN 


patient, not only with 
others but with themselves. 
Cheer up, and tell me 
your story; perhaps your 
new troubles are not so 
bad as they seem,” said 
Con. 

Areo’s face began to 
brighten as he said : “Thank 
you, dear Wizard-bird; I 
suppose I ought to be pun- 
ished for my folly. Not 
one happy moment did I 
have in the village, for 
when I reached the fair I 
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CON. THE WIZARD 


all dancing in couples on 
the green, and I wished 
to join them. In my self- 
ish haste to have a good 
time myself, I forgot that 
Joan would not be there, 
and as I had no partner, 
the other lads made me 
pipe for them to dance. 
When they were tired of 
dancing, they mocked me 
and called me ‘ a long- 
haired rustic,’ and made 
fun of my awkward ways, 
until they almost broke 
my heart. Then I went 

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ARCO’S RETURN 


away and hid behind a 
hedge, where I eried my- 
self to sleep. 

“While I slept, a band 
of strolling gypsies came 
along and robbed me of 
m y flute. I followed 
them for many miles, and 
begged them to give me 
back the flute, because it 
was not mine ; but they 
jeered at me and said I 
had stolen it, and bade 
me begone or they would 
do me harm. I was 

ashamed to return without 

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the flute, and, being so 
troubled, I lost my way, 
and have been wandering 
all night long without 
food. Believe me, dear 
Wizard-bird, I was glad to 
reach this peaceful place; 
and if you will forgive me 
for the loss of the silver 
flute and let me have my 
reed pipe, my hut by the 
rock, and my shepherd’s 
life once more, I will 
thank you as long as I 
live.” 

“ My poor boy,” said 

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ARCO’S RETURN 


Con, pityingly, “you need 
not grieve for the lost flute, 
for you have gained some- 
thing far more precious 
than silver or gold: you 
have found your place in 
the world, and the spirit 
of Content shall come and 
abide with you to the end 
of your days. Take back 
your reed pipe and staff, 
and be a gentle shepherd 
boy again!” 

Arco’s face beamed with 
joy, and his eyes were full 
of happy tears as he tried 

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CON. THE WIZARD 


to speak his thanks; but 
Con, who was looking 
across the valley, suddenly 
exclaimed: “Look yonder, 
Arco, there is Joan driv- 
ing her geese to the mea- 
dows! Run and meet her, 
and be glad you have one 
true friend in whose sim- 
ple life and honest heart 
you will find more happi- 
ness than all this bustling 
world, with its pleasures 
and strifes, can give you. 
Be your own gentle, faith- 
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“Good-bye ! ” cried the 
shepherd boy, as he ran 
down the hill to meet Joan, 
while Con flew back to 
the Castle. 

A few moments later Con 
heard the sweet tones of 
the shepherd’s pipe blend- 
ing softly with the morning 
voices in the air, and, listen- 
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VIII 

MISTRESS MAY’S HAPPY FAMILY 

he castle gate, 
Con found 
Teddy Mann 
and all the pets 
waiting and 
watching for Mistress May’s 
return, all smiling and 
good-natured and eager to 
give their Mistress a pleas- 
ant welcome home. 

Presently they heard the 

coachman’s horn, and in a 
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very few minutes after the 
coach and pair came dash- 
ing into the court yard. 

Mistress May noticed at 
once the happy faces of 
her pets, and giving each 
a kind caress, not forgetting 
a pleasant word to Teddy 
Mann, she smilingly said 
to Con, who had perched 
upon her shoulder: “You 
have been teaching my 
pets to be happy, I see, and 
I thank you, my good Con, 
for them and for myself.” 

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things since you left us,” 
said Sancho; — “And we 
hope you will pardon our 
rudeness yesterday morn- 
ing,” said Lance ; — “ And 
we will promise to behave 
better in future,” said 
Prince ; — “ For we have all 
been so unhappy,” said 
Tam O’Shanter ; — “And 
Con has taught us a new 
song,” said Teddy Mann, 
“ about which I will give 
you a rhyme, if you will 
kindly listen. 

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CON. THE WIZARD 


replied that it would give 
her great pleasure to hear 
both the rhyme and the 
song, and Teddy began: 

“While you have been a-fairing 
Your pets have all been wearing 
Each other’s heads, and sharing 
Another lot in life. 

And Teddy has been lying 
On yonder hillside, trying 
A shepherd’s life, denying 
Himself his home and wife. 

“ The joys we thought alluring 
Proved griefs beyond enduring. 
Our foolish wishes curing ; — 

And Con, the Wizard-bird, 

A new song has been singing. 
Which in our hearts is ringing, 

A glad song, comfort bringing 
Wherever it is heard.” 
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“Chorus by the pets! 
eried Con, and they made 
the eourtyard ring as they 
merrily sang together: 

“ We are jolly, jolly, jolly. 

For ’tis folly, folly, folly. 

And only makes life harder, to com- 
plain. 

The world is full of beauty. 

And smiling lightens duty 
Like sunshine weaving rainbows in 
the rain.*' 

Mistress May elapped 
her hands and said: “Thank 
you, my gentle pets!” and 
then she added: “Now 1 
will sing you a song, if you 
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with me,” and in a sweet, 
low voice she sang: 

“ See the clouds go drifting by 
Leaving clear the summer sky ; 

So our little troubles fly 
When the bird is singing nigh. 

For merrily, cheerily, ever is heard 
The glad little song of the wise little 
bird.” 

“If the heart is pure within. 

When you hear his song begin. 
Better than a crown to win 
’Tis to let the singer in. 

For merrily, cheerily, ever is heard 
The glad little song of the wise little 
bird. 

“ Would you learn the lesson meant. 
Why the Wizard-bird is sent 
With his message ? Heaven has lent 
‘ Con ' the Spirit of Content. 

For merrily, cheerily, ever is heard 
The glad little song of the wise little 
bird.” 


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THE HAPPY FAMILY 


When the last chorus 
had been sung,T eddy Mann 
took off his hat, and 
bowing to Mistress May, 
said : “ Craving your par- 
don, it is Con’s turn now.” 

“Certainly it is,” replied 
Mistress May; “and I hope 
he will give us a parting 
song, for I must go into 
the Castle, and Con will 
dine with me to-day.” 

Con looked up into her 
face as he modestly said : 
“ If I sing at all, it must be 
the same simple song, with 


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only a change of words, for 
I have never learned any 
other”; and, swelling his 
little throat. Con filled the 
air with a joyous melody 
as he sang: 

“ ’Tis better to smile than to frown ; 

’Tis better to laugh than to cry ; 
For when the bright sun goes down 
The stars are still left in the sky. 
Contentment is life’s fairest crown. 
And hope’s sweetest songs never 
die. 

“ Smile bravely on, the Wizard Con 
Still waits where’er you roam ; 

He loves to cheer all who will hear. 
And make their hearts his home ! ” 

when the song ceased. 
Mistress May and Con said 

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THE HAPPY FAMILY 


good-bye, and entered the 
Castle, while Teddy Mann 
and the pets returned to 
their every-day duties to try, 
each in his own way, to make 
the best of his lot in life. 

Con the Wizard is still 
singing in Fableland, and 
when our hearts are trou- 
bled, if we keep very still 
and listen, we may hear the 
echoes of his glad song, even 
in this noisy world of ours. 



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